yep, it’s that kind of day…
car’s still on jack stands. i’ve had no time to get the house in order. got unpleasant financial news about our vacation less than twenty-four hours prior to departure. there’s a chance i poisoned myself today and could have total system shutdown within a week or so.
fuck it, we’re making it work…when a good friend hooks you up, you say, “thanks, bud” and head the fuck out of dodge even when curve balls aim at your skull. kramer blames the current planet alignment – and since i’m staying at his coastal joint the next few days, i’ll go with that. all i know is shit needs to loosen it’s grip on me soon or i might lose my shit.
and that could go sideways fast.
so thanks to kramer for the place and thanks to shane for the dog/house sitting.
i need some sand between my toes and a drink in my hand – stat!